Parental Loving
Through the many years of supporting
Even the many times we fought
Through the memories I have of them
I know that they just loved me
When my dad had died and left me crying
His violin was put finally away
Through tears of sorrow, now in the tomorrow
I know that they just loved me
Through her still dependent independence
At 89 she still shows me
Through her words and actions and her being
I know that she still loves me
See, as children we so question ourselves
We say we’re not worth at all
But, truth be known, parent’s are blessed
Because they continue the loving
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